"What are we going to do?" Facing the army of undead who surrounded the Great Library of Berlin, Everam asked with a trembling push of his glasses and forced his composure.

"Prepare for battle."

Kicking open the remaining half of the door, Su Qin walked out of the library without looking back and stood alone outside the main entrance. Looking at the undead army surging like a tide, he drew the Black Blood Demon Sword with a solemn expression. When the rules he set were broken again and again, he no longer rejected the power of the magic sword as he did in the past.

What happened in the concentration camp made Su Qin clearly realize how painful it was to have no strength. More sad and angry than being controlled by power, the familiar feeling of powerlessness brought back memories deep within him.

"The smell of war...... It's disgustingly familiar. ”

The palm of his hand slowly brushed over the cold body of the magic sword, and the incomparably sharp blade silently cut a narrow cut in the palm of his hand. Sticky black blood gushed out of the wound, and this inky blood instantly solidified into indestructible armor, and the sharp hand armor composed of prismatic scale armor and the blade of the sword rubbed out a long string of sparks.

"However, you will never be able to escape this fate...... War. The whisper of the magic sword Hernig with a snicker sounded in his ears.

Accompanied by the scent of poppies, a witch in a black costume hugged her master from behind, and the corners of her skirt fluttering in the wind continued to flutter like black fire. Subsequently, the dressed Henig turned into a large ball of black blood, attached to Su Qin's body, and slowly solidified into a hideous-looking full-covered knight armor.

"Perhaps, as you said, I can't escape the shadow of war wherever I am. But for the first time, I felt like I could end a war that had lost its meaning. "A sword smashed the main entrance of the Berlin Library, and the collapsed debris blocked the enemy's only entrance to the library, and also blocked Su Qin's only way to retreat.

His hands clenched the hilt of the sword wrapped in the scarlet demon's skin, and his eyes radiated psionic light scanned the boundless army of undead through the slender V-shaped slit in the helmet. The festering, blood-drenched immortals in front of him didn't make Su Qin feel much fear and nausea. In the end, they are just a bunch of wretched creatures who can't get out of the war.

Realizing this, Su Qin was left with a little pity in his heart.

"Rest in peace, that's the only thing I can do." Clenching the magic sword in his hand, his whole body suddenly fell silent like a rock.

"Henig, soul resonance."

With Su Qin's low shout, dazzling red light continued to erupt from the cracks in the armor, and soul fluctuations passed back and forth between the magic sword and her master. Under the influence of rising fluctuations, the singing Henig slashed into the air with the pitch-black flame. A huge crescent-shaped sword qi attached to the black flames roared out, directly opening up a fan-shaped clearing from the undead army.

In this area, there is no blood or bones, only ashes that fall slowly like snowflakes.

Although this blow directly served to clear the field, for the undead who did not know what fear was, they would not be deterred by it. The Air Marshal, who had been pierced through by Retia with a magic bullet, got up from the ground again, and he no longer had to worry about the bullet hurting him. And the strange rune engraved on his forehead gave this monster unprecedented abilities.

The undead in the new Air Force uniform and the Marshal's Scepter did not attack as furiously as the other undead. He held up his scepter and let out a series of indistinct whispers, and a rune quickly lit up on the scepter. The rune looked exactly like the one engraved on his forehead.

A bright red light shrouded over the heads of more than twenty nearby undead, and then a raging flame rose from their bodies. Spurred on by the raging flames, the forcibly twisted undead screamed and rushed forward. Feeling the intensely fluctuating energy in their bodies, Su Qin instinctively swung his sword and unleashed a slash. And the undead who were cut off by the waist writhed in place a few times, and after a few times, they actually exploded as if their stomachs were stuffed with gunpowder.

"Hell, what's that?" Seeing this scene, Efram, who was hiding upstairs with a cold gun, almost didn't hold the revolver in his hand. Seeing that strange undead summon a team of flame undead again, he couldn't help but let out a series of little girl-like screams.

"Surprisingly familiar." Rhodia pursed her lips and said almost inaudibly. Immediately, she pulled the bolt of the gun and quickly fired a magic bullet. The cyan phosphorous fire left a sinuous trail in the air, piercing the heads of a dozen undead at once.

"Looks like that guy has something new to come by." Samier, who appeared at some point, crooked, half surprised, half surprised, and said.

"If you can't help, at least be quiet." Lydia anxiously moved the muzzle of her gun, killing the undead who were burning with flames. If they are allowed close to the library, the subsequent explosion will likely cause the entire building to collapse.

Compared to the two teammates who put guns upstairs, Su Qin, who was surrounded by the undead army, was already in a bitter battle. While the heavy black blood armor is capable of blocking most attacks, the unrivaled sharpness of the magic sword can easily wipe out any undead who dares to attack. But the staggering number of these monsters has become the biggest trouble at the moment.

The rapidly trembling magic sword sliced like a chainsaw into the screaming undead in front of him. Looking at the enemy who was gradually silent, Su Qin felt his heart sink more and more. In the bloody storm he set off, he did not realize the slightest joy of victory, but felt more and more confused.

How many more walking dead do I have to destroy to forget the flames behind that door.

The young man's gaze became cloudy, and the undead soldiers mixed with the ordinary undead continued to harm him. But even if he broke his bones and tore his muscles, Su Qin still didn't stop moving forward.

Fresh black blood was constantly flowing inside the sturdy demon armor, and after Su Qin was seriously injured, this black blood quickly condensed into sharp blood needles and pierced into his body, replacing the broken bones to support the flesh and continue to move. At the same time, the black blood flowing inside the body also enveloped the fragile organs, and these viscous liquid substances were like a layer of soft armor absorbing the shocks caused by various blunt blows.

The hoarse and bewitching whisper of Henig in his ears made the confused Su Qin even more violent, and the scarlet cloak behind him condensed into a six-strand blade splicing whip under the effect of the soul fluctuations full of destructive desires, and the enemy was raised high and brutally torn apart.

When the blood of the enemy was stained all over the earth, there was nothing to stop Su Qin's advance in front of the flame-riddled immortal general.

Sisso's quivering whip turned into a cloak and hung behind his back, the heavy scarlet cloak fluttering slowly like a rolling sunset, and the tall eight-legged steed quietly appeared in the shadows, also covered in hideous black armor.

Stepping onto a heavily armed horse, one man and one rode like lightning towards the last guard summoned by the undead general. These sturdy undead guards, covered in chariot armor, stood in front of them like walls. However, under the hooves of the eight-legged horse, the flames galloped like a dragon, and Su Qin himself burst out with the absolute power of crushing under the dual blessing of the black blood demon armor and spiritual energy.

The combination of power and speed of the wide magic sword actually caused an exaggerated effect similar to that of a blunt smash. The three rows of one hundred and twenty undead guards all fell in all directions like bottles hit by a bowling ball. The frontal armor plates, which were more than fifty millimeters thick, were twisted and dented, and the solid flesh of the undead inside the armor had already turned into a pulp.

The Undead General waved his scepter and infused it with the power of the fire rune Kanaz, and a blade composed entirely of flames emerged from the tip of the scepter. Wielding the sword of fire, the immortal general's entire body is like Loki, the demon god who controls the flames in mythology, and he intends to stop his enemies with the barrier created by this supernatural heat.

However, Su Qin ignored the fact that he passed through this high-temperature barrier where the air was distorted, and reached out to pinch the neck of the immortal general and lift it high. The black armor did not change under the scorching flames, as if those intense flames were just phantoms. The armor clinging to the flames still exuded a cold metallic aura, and the sharp ends of the five fingers did not hesitate to buckle under the rotting flesh of the undead general.

In the furious waves, Su Qin struggled to find a trace of clarity, and he recalled a sentence recorded in the Force book. Anger and hatred can make you strong in no time. However, such strength is short-lived, and you will soon be emotionally controlled and thus destroyed by another hateful and angry person. Really strong people know how to wait for the right time, know how to lay out slowly, strong emotions can only lead us into the dark side but cannot control it. If you want to devour the dark side, you must learn to endure.

Although he couldn't fully understand this sentence, Su Qin still forcibly suppressed the soul fluctuation that was almost violent with his will. Then, he slowly raised his magic sword and pointed the tip of the sword straight at the vital point of the immortal general's eyebrows. In the last seconds before being terminated, the monster attempted to transform itself into a fire-filled explosive bomb. But Su Qin, who had regained his composure, stabbed the magic sword in his hand like a powerful arrow under the guidance of the Force, and before the undead general could finish preparing for the self-explosion, he pierced through its head in advance, taking the crippled soul of this monster into his hand along with the precious flame rune.

This scene was not only reflected in the dimming eyes of the undead general, but also witnessed by the remaining forces of the Northern Association entrenched in the Eagle's Nest fortress. Through the mechanism embedded in the body of the undead general, they witnessed the whole process of Su Qin breaking through the encirclement of the undead army and finally killing its leader.

"Gentlemen, this is the monster we are about to face. Is there anything you'd like to say? The leader sitting in the first seat extinguished the crystal ball that reflected the picture in the center of the long table, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the old man's elegant face, if Su Qin saw this face, he would definitely pull out the magic sword and slash it directly, because he was the doctor who left a message in the underground secret base.

"What kind of monster is that......"

"This can't be? Something must have gone wrong. ”

Perhaps Su Qin's performance was too shocking, and the few surviving members of the Northern Association did not seem very calm. Just as the group of odd-looking guys were arguing, a voice suddenly sounded in the shadows in the corner.

"What's impossible, we're not dealing with mortals. It is Siegfried, Hercules, Samson, and David who are about to stand before you. Gentlemen, what is now standing in opposition to our generation is a heroic existence. ”

The person who spoke slowly pushed the wheelchair out of the shadows, another acquaintance, Montana, whose lower body was replaced by a mechanical structure. Major Max sneered at the others. The Major, who had just completed another operation, was very pale, and he still had a drip on his hand. But the sarcastic expression still angered the other attendees, and a muscular man with hairy sideburns jerked to his feet and asked the major in a loud voice, "Do you mean we should surrender?" ”

In response to his questioning, the major waved his hand and smiled to express his judgment.

"Of course not, if we want to kill a hero, then we can only ......"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly.

"Everything."